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That’s not us
We take our time
Do it right
Check the levels
Mix by light
I live by night
I die by day
Damn my pupils dilate
I come for blood
Bitch peep my

got a phone like two white Nikes
Still sip beers, I flipped and switched gears
And I push 'em on a pedal
But I don't ride bikes
Don't tell lies, bad

I just wish they knew
That when karma come around it don't leave no clues
While they gassed these niggas up like it's 10 on 2
I just labored on these

don't want you to get the wrong impression,
If you say I led you on, no I didn't, it's your mental weapon,

Holdin' up two fingers by as you leave

the truth
They told me kick rocks but i kicked them shits into jewels
Call it sauce or the juice, i'm just a mix of the two
Thick skin, my calm probably

move it to rich lads
Export it I move it to OT, twin barrel it’s coming like Siamese
My killys a killer like 5g, I don’t like feisty
Bitch don’t be

The fellas all with shits
Don't get yourself involved in the mix
Friends with the city kids
Friends with the kids in the sticks
So I could be anywhere
Find me

Have It Your Way

Birdman

Rich Gang [Best Buy Exclusive]

2013

But I just popped a Perc and you know can't mix that medicine
With alcohol; don't get yourself involved
I see you pussies getting old - menopause
Too

within the sin, the terrorism
Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead
I come forth with Gravediggaz, in a head full of dread
I've been examined

Diary of a Madman

Gravediggaz

6 Feet Deep

1994

within the sin, the terrorism
Possessed by evil spirits, voices from the dead
I come forth with Gravediggaz, in a head full of dread
I've been examined

a ghost

I don't need two two threes, I'm off juice and weed, who's he, nah she already knows
Man I'm off booze and beans with a Nubian queen, I've seen you

Gone get him if not more money on his head and he passed
This a MR2 I assume I'ma crash
In a penthouse too
I don't know where we at
Moving so quick I

Come Just Come Just

***Verse #2***

Mix that sprite get it right you can change too
If your broken take a drink
With these pills don’t spill it
I

the rules
It's all calculated takin' steps by the 1 and 2
Please get out my section boy we stay with different crews
I just wanna know what you could do with

in the 2-0 sizzle
Stay true to the game maximize potential
Last but not least never forget
Those who walked right before in your step
I'ma spit our

'em right
They love it when I mix the baking soda with the white
Police got me on the run
'Cause they know we movin' by the ton
City to city, state

With a crazier twist then The Weeknd
I'm on the block with 4 of the homies
We in the zone like 2-3 defense
Yeah that's wifey, she's like water
I just had

head is fried
I shouldn't be alive now I peck at this flesh of mine
I'm cool everytime, like we friends when I step inside
But you don't know I got your

(Brrow)
Out the way, but I'm still prolly in the mix
Wock'y, I'ma sip
Got me feeling godly in this bitch
(Phew, phew, yeah)

Widebody, don't know where

he almost got whacked
I'm chasing wisdom you chasing these women
We not the same, got the mind of a youngin
I'm in the jungle, surrounded by apes
Don

surrounded by them diamonds
I gave it all, ain't got nothing left
Just watch where you step
Look
Invest in myself
Look
With power and wealth
Look
It sit

popping here
Niggas ask for shit, don't wanna hear, what would you do if I wasn't here?
Rest in peace my nigga Muscle, you made me drop a tear
Two Rambos

Run it up
Look
Conquer that like cold contact
I hitman like I sign contracts
Provoke man like you ain't on that
Monopoly don't land on tax
Your girls

Everybody behind Soulo and they backin' up
I just threw my two-step, let her back it up
Go on, back it up! Go on, back it up!
You dry-snitchin', I